Joseph Smith and the Face of Christ
August 26, 2020[…] “In a certain sense, the face is the icon of the body, the place where the inner world of the person becomes manifest. The human face is the subtle yet visual autobiography of each […]
[…] “In a certain sense, the face is the icon of the body, the place where the inner world of the person becomes manifest. The human face is the subtle yet visual autobiography of each […]
[…] audience (also a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) called my research “old news” and made some harsh and disparaging remarks about my analysis. I was upset by her comments, […]
Dialogue 52.1 (Spring 2019): 17–32 I do not lend the weight of truth to the language of ritual. Such language is symbolic. But even in the context of symbolism, language that is so preferential […]
[…] to be given that thing to protect. It’s insider knowledge of the rules that dictate our Mormon world. With each telling, one is brought out of the role of observer and transformed into participant: […]
[…] and James Oakey, my maternal great-grandparents, married in 1840 and settled in Nottingham, England. Victoria was on the throne, and occasionally the citizens of Nottingham came out to pay honor as the queen in […]
[…] “It is the business of the Elders .. . to gather up all the truths in the world pertaining to life and salvation, to the Gospel we preach, to mechanism of every kind, to […]
[…] no doubt be the widely held and not entirely well-founded belief that when God desires that the world should have a new Bible, He will direct the proper authorities in the Church to accomplish […]
[…] shirting and a pair of bloomers, slipping out of the blazing summer sunshine into the rustling green world of corn, moving down the row, careful that an outstretched corn leaf did not saw across […]
[…] propounded to the congregation, “do you want someone to guard, to guide and lead you through this world into the Kingdom of God, or not? All that want someone to be a guardian, or […]
[…] teach American literature as a Fulbright (I love the name) professor at “the northernmost university in the world.” I came back to an English Department in trouble, like so many other departments in the […]